So will try not to drip feed. Got a lot going on in my life right now, dad in hospital for past 2 weeks, he had dementia and so going through the process of getting him into a home for his own safety. I am preparing to sell my house which is sad as been here for 17 years, ( am supposed to moving in with DP) have discovered DS1 has a gambling addiction and keep borrowing money from me and not paying me back. I am also having blood tests to establish why I have an enlarged spleen and gall bladder. So life a bit tough.
So last week my DP's children stayed last week, 15 and 19. I have done my best to give them a nice time, family BBQ's, a few meals out but if I am honest I find them hard work especially with everything that is going on, going to hospital each day (which a 2 hour round trip)the 19 year is very negative, snappy ( not with me), it is like having a dark cloud in my house, I try to engage her in conversation but I get one word replies. So yesterday DP and I were a little snippy, I had to go off to hospital to visit dad and DP insisted in tagging along and taking his daughter into town, I kind just wanted to be on my own and not have to fit in with anyone else but DP thought I was being unreasonable so I just went with the flow. Finally his daughter went home, sorry I don't mean to sound unkind but glad to have my house back. Anyhow settled to watch the Wimbledon final and have 3 beers ( this is relevant), everything ok at this point, so when finished the match DP goes onto phone where he does spend a lot of time talking to other daughter as they have fallen out. Eventually I fed up waiting so download and series that I thought we could both watch, I say I am going to start watching, he then flies into a rage and we have a row and say some stupid things. He is now full on shouting at me as ask him to leave me alone but just keeps going. I could go on but you get the picture. So he then puts on a film in the other room so drowning out my TV, I ask his to close the door, he wont so I do, he opens it again by this time I am beginning to get very cross. So in the end I and up sitting out in my conservsatory with nothing to watch. The issue is he is now blaming me for everything as a I was drunk wtaf. This is a recurring theme, yes I like a drink but I run a business, manage to house and it most def does not effect my day to day life. He now leaving me because I am a drunk, just for context his ex is an alcholic and just come out of rehab, I feel like I am being judges on her tbh. He has started on me again this morning, just so fed up and needed to vent, sorry this was so long.. I have feeling numb, just fed up living on egg shells in my own house. What would you do?